True and I need to reemphasis that there are tents that do well. My first kilt was in Red Wallace, a band kilt in honor of Lew Wallace, a territorial governor of New Mexico. I was walking around at one of the western games and was accosted by the people from the Wallace tent. When they found out it was a band and not a family tartan, they still brought me into the tent, hoisted a dram, and at every games treated our band as honored guests and clan members, this is how I though clan tents should be. On the other side of the coin, I had a kilt that reflected my NFL team’s colors dramatically and loved wearing it to the pub for games. I wore it to a games and again was stopped by a member of that clan, who when they found out I was wearing it because it was in my team colors and I had NO relation to the clan, proceeded to chastise me all weekend and enlisted others from the clan tent to continue "my education" for all 3 days I was there. In the late 90s, when this happened I was a member of TECA and enjoyed working with people searching for a tartan, but this soured me on the whole enchilada, I still love my kilts and wear them all the time, but games are for friends, music and schlock now.
aka Scott Hudson, Mason,Minister, Eagle Scout, Vet, Teacher, Student, Piper, and Burner
Liberty starts with absolute rights over your own Body, Mind, Actions, and Earnings.
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